The Hottest Wife Kelly 04
By : DickThePimp
Totally Fake... Pure Fantasy... Not Real In Any Way At All
"God, baby! Fuck me! Yeah! WOO! Give mama that big fucking dick! Yeah! WOO-HOO! Hahaha!"
(The doorbell rings)
"COME IN." I call out to whoever's ringing the door.
(The door opens)
"Oh... sorry. I'll come back."
"No...it's fine. Come in."
"Yeah...come on in. Hehe."
Kelly's long legs are on my shoulders. My hands are firmly planted on her fast jiggling jugs as I fuck her on the counter behind the sofa. I'm standing on the sofa to add some height so we line up. Ha. I'm 6'3 and I need more height to fuck my wife. Haha.
Kelly turns her head towards the door and waves to our neighbor as he nervously waddles in the door. I say waddle cause the dude's massive. He's gotta be 400 plus.
"Umm... hi. I'm George. I just moved in next door." He shuts the door.
"Hi, George. It's a pleasure to meet you." Kelly greets him. She closes her eyes and moans as I fuck her faster. My giant, inked up... shiny gold stars all over my dick and balls... cock pistoning in and out of that dripping wet pleasure palace between my 55 year old wife's long, silky smooth legs.
"Hey, George."
"I... Umm... I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt anything." Dudes nervous, standing by the door.
"No, it's cool. Don't worry. Kelly loves being watched. The dirty slut. Hahaha." I laugh. Kelly does too. She blows me a sexy kiss, and rubs my face, closing her eyes again as she cums... again. Her long blonde hair hanging off of the counter.
"Oh.. Well.. OK." Dude clams down a little. He's watching us. Real interested. That's cool.
"Wanna beer?" I hold up one from the counter. They're sitting beside Kelly.
"Sure. That would be nice."
I toss him a bottle. He catches it. Good hands on the big guy.
I tip my bottle to him, and take a big swigg, still fucking Kelly's coochie. My right hand still squeezing her huge, heaving titty.
"You like our quiet little hood, George?" I laugh. My cock's twitching non stop inside Kelly's wildly juice flowing pussy. My impending cum dump exciting Kelly and I, both. She grins up at me with such sexually heated glee at that prospect. I just laugh again... and pound her milf pussy harder, driving my hips right into her. My cock lurching so damn deep inside that feverishly pulsating, soaking wet pussy pie each heavy thrust in.
I lean down, and smooch Kelly, sharing some beer with her as I fill her coochie full of creamy white filling. The extra gooey, jizzy white kind.
Kelly plays with my hair, sucking fiercely on my tongue and cooing merrily as my semen pumps steadily into her. She's so turned on not only by that, but also from being watched by our new, very large neighbor. And George... he's closely checking us out from several feet away. Drinking his beer and ogling my blonde bombshell goddess of a wife. I just grin and chuckle, freaking loving it all.
"Yeah. Umm... It's great, so far. Really great." George playfully grins and chuckles. Tipping his bottle to me.
Afterwards... George and Kelly and I chill in the living room, having a few more beers, chatting and relaxing. Turns out George is a former porn cameraman. He tells us a few "war stories" about a couple of famous porn stars.
George seems cool. A real chill dude. Huge and fat, but chill and laid back. When he leaves, Kelly comments on how nice he is. I'm still thinking about earlier, so I'm all about her.
We kiss and make out a little, then head upstairs.
The next day...
"I love the idea, babe. I think it's really hot. Haha. Oh yeah. Mmmmmm."
"I had an idea you'd be up for it." I wink at my wife, and laugh. She laughs too. She loves my idea for her next job. Doing some pornos with me. She quit the real estate gig after her and her co-workers get back expose on Newman.
We hug and chill on the couch for awhile, watching some TV and fooling around.
I leave a little later to take care of some business. Kelly stays home and relaxes. Watching TV and sipping some wine, when she gets a call from her best friend Christy (Christy Canyon).
They chat on the phone for awhile, about different things. One little... sort of... tid bit of info that Christy enlightens Kelly on is about our new neighbor George.
"He's HUGE."
"I know. He must be over 400 pounds. Sweet guy though." Kelly sips her red wine as she relaxes, all stretched out on the couch. She's got her favorite white cotton bathrobe on. I bought it for her from the Beverly Hills Hotel. It's really soft.
"No. I meant he's HUGE. His dick is." Christy laughs.
"Oh really?"
"Yes. It's enormous."
"How enormous, exactly?" Kelly's naughty grin as she asks, and sips wine, is getting naughtier, and more interested, by the second.
"Ten inches long and twelve inches thick. It's the fattest dick I've ever seen. It's even fatter than James'."
Kelly spits up her wine when she hears that. "GOOD GRIEF!!! MY GOD!" Kelly wipes her chin as she collects herself. "He never worked on-camera?"
"Nope. Just as a cameraman and he directed some movies too."
"So...did you? You know..." Kelly grins to herself. Very interested in her friend's answer.